Impossible

Ye Chuan's movements clearly caught the attention of the wandering spirits. With shrill screeches, the spirits surged toward him!

"Pathetic insects." Ye Chuan raised his peachwood sword, channeling spiritual energy into it before slashing forward!

The blade erupted with chaotic spiritual power, its pitch-black hue devoid of any light, blending seamlessly into the darkness. In an instant, the attacking spirits were torn apart!

The screeches abruptly ceased. With just one strike, the entire corridor was cleared of spirits, leaving only faintly glowing essence orbs in the dim hallway.

After confirming no spirits remained, Ye Chuan waved his hand, and the essence orbs flew toward him, settling into the bottle Wang Yanran had given him.

"Hmm, not much here," he muttered, glancing at the bottle. Maybe it was because it was only the first night?

He checked the room number—he was currently in the West Building, and according to the rules he’d read earlier, there were six floors in total.

Well, might as well check the other floors.

Ye Chuan swept through each floor, noting that the layout was identical on every level, and the number of spirits was roughly the same.

Some doors had been smashed open by the spirits, and the stench of blood wafted out—clear signs that the occupants inside had already perished.

"..." Ye Chuan frowned slightly.

Honestly, he wasn’t used to this feeling—the sensation of fellow humans being slaughtered by monsters.

"Grrroooaaahh..."

The spirit responsible for the killings floated out, its arms dangling limply, covered in blood from fingertips to nails, dripping onto the floor.

The moment it spotted Ye Chuan, the spirit seemed to grow excited.

But in the next second, it was obliterated by Ye Chuan’s sword, leaving not even a trace behind.

Compared to those spirits, Ye Chuan was more like a grim reaper, cutting down every spirit that knocked on doors and collecting their essence orbs.

Five or six spirits per floor, totaling several dozen across six floors—and their quality wasn’t bad either.

"Decent, I guess." Ye Chuan sounded slightly disappointed. He wished he could encounter stronger spirits. These posed no challenge to his current strength.

Standing in the hallway, he pulled out his phone and checked the chat group. Messages had already piled up to 999+.

[No way, is someone out there hunting those ghosts? I heard their screams and then they just vanished!]

[Seriously? My neighbor just opened the door and got eaten alive by one!]

[It’s true! We saw it through the peephole—some guy just slaughtered all the ghosts!]

[Don’t believe it. I opened my door, and now there’s a ghost biting me. Waaaahhh!]

...

Meanwhile, in another dimension,

a chat group devoid of any players silently observed the events unfolding in the dormitory, exchanging messages of their own—

[What’s going on? Why is that guy from Room 444 so strong? Is he a high-level player?]

[Ugh, all those Level 1 ghosts got one-shot? Why does a newbie dungeon have someone like this?]

[Room 444 wasn’t supposed to have a player. No idea where this guy came from.]

[Damn it, now I won’t get to hear the newbies’ screams!]

[Hurry up, I want bloodshed! This isn’t what I signed up for!]

[Admin, deploy some stronger ghosts already!]

Soon, a user with an admin tag responded—

[Admin: Seems like there’s a minor bug in the game. An outsider suddenly appeared. No worries, we’ll handle it.]

[Do it fast! Kill him and I’ll send a tip!]

[Hehehe.]

...

After clearing out the spirits, Ye Chuan suddenly sensed something amiss.

Huh?

Black mist began spreading across the floor, and within moments, dozens of shadowy figures emerged!

Squinting in the dim hallway light, Ye Chuan could make out their faces—they were female ghosts clad in red!

And he could tell these red-clad ghosts were far stronger than the wandering spirits he’d faced earlier.

"This many?" Gripping his sword tighter, Ye Chuan’s hands trembled slightly.

Too… too…

Too perfect! So many essence orbs!

With a swing of his sword, a crescent of spiritual energy shot forth, slicing through two of the red-clad ghosts instantly. The rest, however, dodged with terrifying speed, closing in on Ye Chuan in a flash!

"Kekekeke!"

The lead ghost, her face a sickly gray, grinned cruelly as her claw, wreathed in sinister energy, slashed toward Ye Chuan!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A scream echoed—but it wasn’t Ye Chuan’s.

The moment the ghost’s claw touched him, a surge of dark power erupted from his body, melting the claw away.

Not only that, the ghost’s body deflated like a punctured balloon, drained dry by Ye Chuan’s spiritual energy until only an essence orb remained.

"What’s the point of speed when I’ve got magic immunity?" Ye Chuan flicked his peachwood sword, utterly unfazed.

The Chaos Indestructible Body, a peerless constitution, granted immunity to laws, rules, special abilities, magic, and spells—making him the natural nemesis of ghosts.

In other words—

Hard counters only.

Ye Chuan summoned his Qingfeng Sword and formed a hand seal. "Sword Flight."

Both the Qingfeng Sword and the peachwood sword transformed into streaks of light, hovering midair as they effortlessly carved through the remaining red-clad ghosts!

Screams filled the corridor before silence returned once more.

"Not bad. These ghosts were around mid Qi Condensation level—about as strong as Wang Yanran’s ghost king?" Ye Chuan collected the essence orbs with satisfaction.

This was a good haul.

Lilith’s favor was bound to skyrocket after this. He wondered what rewards he’d get.

After standing still for a moment and confirming no new threats appeared, Ye Chuan returned to his room.

The moment he sat on the bed, a window popped up before him.

[Full-Dive Adventure: You’ve survived the first day. Return to the real world? (Leaving won’t affect your adventure progress.)]

Seemed like Full-Dive Adventures worked the same as regular ones.

Surviving the first day (or dying) would end the adventure, allowing him to resume or choose a new destination the next day.

"Guess I’ll head back for now. I’ll continue tonight." Ye Chuan remembered he’d promised to take Qian Shuang and Lan Xiaoke to the amusement park tomorrow. He wasn’t sure how time flowed in the real world during adventures.

With a tap of his finger, Ye Chuan vanished from the dormitory.

Unbeknownst to him, the admins watching this scene reacted as if they’d seen a real ghost.

[What the hell was that?!]

[A high-level player? One who can jump between dungeons?]

[Impossible!]

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